Yesterday, we resumed our monthly habit of a "Quiet Day". Our lives get so busy that we have found this habit to be a haven of rest in the hectic schedule. It gives us an opportunity for one day a month to set time aside to communicate with each other, and with God. Our normal destination is Bayard Cutting Arboretum, on Long Island, but accessible by train since we don't have a car. This was our first time back since Priya was born. Unfortunately, it rained, keeping us indoors in the little cafe most of the time. We did venture out and enjoyed some signs of early spring. A daffodil here. A patch of snowdrops there. A shrub or bush pushing out shoots. Mallard ducks chasing each other around the pond in mating rituals. Robins. Today I realized there could have been things worse than the rain yesterday. Today it snowed!


















Today I felt loved when a bouquet of flowers arrived at my door from the ladies in our small group. I've been sick, and missed the last two Sundays of church, and our small group meeting on Sunday evening. Thanks, my friends! I love the lemons in the water. The accompanying note said something about making lemonade out of lemons.